Glass {A Jick Story} Ep.43

don't think.) We turn into a crowded parking lot, and I notice Joe begin to squirm. "Here?" he says. "Do we have to go to this one?" His eyes scan the cars, settle on a black Lexus. "They're here." he says. "I can't go in. No way." "Who's here?" I ask, but I suspect the answer, and it's quick to come. "My family." Joe Almost May. The weather warms, the hills start to thaw, and I can run the perimeter of the big fenced compound. My heart pumps against the scar on my chest, bare beneath ...


















